Hogwarts: The frog cub brings back the Dragon Slayer Crystal at the beginning

"Don't worry, the Mind Curse won't kill that Minister Fudge. "

Looking at Lorne's slightly frowning face, Sirius waved his hand indifferently and said.

According to what he thought, if he wanted everyone to know that Peter Pettigrew was not dead, it would be better to attack the Minister of the Ministry of Magic directly.

At least, the mad Snape was more difficult to deal with than Fudge.

Remembering the last time he faced Snape, Sirius felt a little headache.

How could that slug be so powerful?

"No, I'm not worried about Fudge's life, I'm thinking about Peter Pettigrew. Lorne looked up. A pair of pale blue eyes stared at the stunned Sirius, and whispered, "Now it's time to get that mouse out." "

Finally- are you going to do something to that damn mouse!?

Sirius's eyes widened, and the corners of his mouth subconsciously cracked and laughed.

"You could have done it a few days ago, but you weren't screaming at the shack at that time. "

"But it's not too late. "

"You just wait here for my news. "

With that, Lorne strolled into the underground tunnel.

Sirius, who had been affirmed, could no longer suppress the smile on his face.

You know, he's been waiting for this opportunity since he came out of Azkaban, and now it's finally coming!

Listening to the muffled laughter coming from behind him, the corners of Lorne's mouth were also slightly upturned.

As a flash of scarlet color flashed through the dark passage, his figure vanished in place.

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Early the next morning.

"Would you like a hot cocoa, lovely Miss Hermione?"

Lorne looked at the girl who had shrunk into her turtleneck and chuckled and handed over a steaming cup of hot cocoa.

Today's weather is more extreme than yesterday's, it's so cold – it makes people wonder if it's winter.

“...... You'll get fat. "

Hermione rubbed the tip of her little red nose, hesitated for a moment but took it, and took a small sip with her slightly ruddy mouth.

The warm heat poured into his mouth, and his body, which was still a little cold, gradually warmed up.

When she turned her head, she realized that she didn't know when she had another wizard's robe—it was still Slytherin's.

Hermione turned her head sideways, and her bright brown eyes looked at Lorne, who was talking and laughing with Fred.

The robe on his body disappeared, revealing the black shirt and red tie inside, and his figure was perfectly displayed, which looked very eye-catching.

After all, Lorne's physique is constantly being strengthened by the Thunder Slayer Dragon Crystal.

"You-"

Before Hermione could finish her sentence, she saw Lorne smiling and nodding at her.

The meaning is obvious.

She leaned lightly on the book on the table, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

It's a nice feeling.

After the Defence Against the Dark Arts course in the morning, Lorne and Hermione had no classes in the afternoon.

And tomorrow is also a rest day, so the two of them can also have a good rest.

But remembering Sirius, who was still waiting in the screaming shack, Lorne felt that it was almost time to get the mouse out tomorrow.

But before that, we may need some help from Malfoy.

Remembering Malfoy's report to Professor McGonagall during the first semester, he had an idea.

Evening.

Inside the Great Hall of Hogwarts.

"I don't know why, my spots have been biting inexplicably lately!"

Ron stretched out his finger a little helplessly, and there were still marks of biting him on it.

Ever since Lorne had sent the lost blob back yesterday, it seemed to be terrified of everything.

Especially when he took the Defense Against the Dark Arts class today, he stayed in his pocket instead of normal, and he didn't dare to pop out of his head.

It's as if there's something in Defense Against the Dark Arts class that scares of it.

Hermione couldn't help but frown at the blob being held in Ron's arms, and her brown eyes were full of disgust.

After listening to Lorne's story last night, she also had an idea of the identity of the mouse.

A humble and cowardly person...

Lorne, on the other hand, took a sip of black tea, and his eyes looked at the still noisy spots with interest.

In other words, it would be strange who would not panic when they found that their memories of the past two days had disappeared.

Anyway, he didn't think about delaying it any longer, after all, tomorrow was the day of Peter Pettigrew's public execution.

"By the way, Harry, what are you going to do tomorrow?"

Lorne glanced at Malfoy across from him, then asked Harry in a slightly high-pitched voice.

Sure enough, after hearing the word Harry, Malfoy subconsciously tilted his head.

Noticing the faint movement, the corners of Lorne's mouth lifted slightly.

It's a pair of enemies.

"I'm going to go back tomorrow to Professor Lupin to learn about the Divine Guard. "

Harry said in a helpless voice.

After all, he couldn't go to Hogsmeade.

"I know there's a place that leads directly from Hogwarts to the screaming shack in Hogsmeade Village, how about you, would you like to come with me tomorrow?"

Lorne's voice was undisguised, at least the few people around him could hear it very clearly.

"And that kind of place?"

Harry was slightly stunned, then he asked happily.

"Where's that place?"

Hearing this, Malfoy also pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

"There's a passage under the beating willow, and that secret passage leads to the screaming shack. "

As the words fell, Harry blinked his emerald green eyes.

Beat the man - the one they hit with their car?

It turns out that there is a secret passage under the beating willow.

It may have been so dark that night that Harry and Ron hadn't noticed.

"Great, Harry, just tomorrow I can take you to Duke Honey's candy house!"

Ron said happily as well.

Obviously, he was happy to have his friends go with him, after all, it was so uncomfortable to be behind Lorne and Hermione!

It always felt like he and Neville were redundant.

Hit the underside of the willow?

That's embarrassing - Harry!

Malfoy, who was the enemy, pulled the corners of his mouth and showed a sneer.